• It started like any other kill, a stalk on a person getting info before I take their life. But the person I planning on killing, was a girl a 24 year old fresh out of college. I was drawn in to her, long black hair and a dress followed by brown boots, she looks lovely. I was watching her from a far through binoculars, as she walked her beautiful eyes turned and met mine. I knew she couldn’t see me but…We made a connection.
    I opened my eyes snapping back into reality as I looked at a man walking to his car, a car I was in. I could see him even as I ducked in the backseat. He wore a white shirt, his arms shown covered in tattoos. I had no real reason for killing him, I choose my victims at random. I will not lie he has habits that I didn’t like, He was a drug dealer but this was unknown to me when I picked him. He was very close to his car, he pulled out his car keys from the baggy pants he wore and unlocked the SUV. He sat in the driver seat and he was not aware that I was behind and as soon as the car started I sat up and put a knife to his throat.
    “Drive” I said as I put the knife on his throat letting the cold steal touch his neck.
    “Who the ******** are you” He said but I stopped him.
    “Drive” I said and he did. For 20 minutes I listened to him pray and beg for his life before I gave him the last direction to turn right and park. We were at an old house which had been abounded years ago and was rotting off the foundation. I got out of the car pulling the knife from his throat. He was a fighter, My drug dealing friend tried to escape out the other door. Before he opened the other door I opened the driver door and stabbed his leg. He let out a shard cry. Looking at me with fear in his eyes I grabbed his neck and started to choke him till he passed out.


    I was standing over him, he was tied to a chair with duck tape. I put a knife to his throat and he started to cry but no scream came.
    “Don’t scream I have a headache” I said “I’m Harry and you are Mike Fields” He wanted to talk but he knew I would not like that.
    “I like you mike…you’re a good guy, you listen well….so I well kill you fast” I said and bout the knife to his throat.
    “NO” but he stopped as I slit his throat fast and blood poured out.
    “Bye Mike” I said as I closed my eyes and went back to the memory….the memory of Kirsten the girl I loved….and the only one who ever loved me.